Pennilessness disallows me
luxury tubby globe trekker
hence, my imagination
takes me random places minus
the hassles of
any rubber necker
gawkers always staring
at major or minor
crash test dummy
vehicular accident,
(now strictly, squarely,
and specifically,
for poetic license purposes
of this reasonably
rhyming adversity
I dreamt up, while
driving Miss Daisy, this
"FAKE" serious, albeit
totally tubularly
fictitious ho...
ho...humvee wrecker
involving holiday passengers
seated in luxury
of double decker
self driving bus,
which collided with a sleigh
carelessly manned by Santa Clause
(though no animals i.e. reindeer
harmed in the writing
of this video script)
donned in his
New England Patriot
Scottish Tartan checker,
thus the aforementioned,
non fatal narrow brush you
need rest assured, sans
make believe death - whew
fortunately miraculously,
and unbelievably true
lee delivered angels
intervened clear
out of the blue
mainly conjured from
me matt chew,
hoping ye dear reader enjoy
what I figuratively drew
merely to distract thee
dearly especial fan
to sidetrack vital tasks and brew
up a mug of warm
spirits from a moo moo
kosher bovine amazingly
able to understand Hebrew.
- Author: rew4er2nail ( Offline)
- Published: November 17th, 2018 15:08
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 38
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